Chief Press Officer

Because of what happened in Germany, the military department's actions in Europe are now tied up, not as convenient as outsiders like weizhe.

He is not used to relying on others. Although Zhou Mucheng is supported by the military headquarters, he is not his person after all. I'm afraid that he will not be told completely about some things after investigation. Every factor in this may affect Qin Yi. He can't afford to be half uncertain. He wants to be 100% in control.

Wei Zhe immediately figured out the joint and said decisively, "I will start to investigate immediately."

Zhou Muze said, he turned off the video call and dealt with some affairs in his study. He got up and left in the dead of night.

The whole villa is silent. From the outside, only street lamps light up the night, and no one can tell where the owner lives.

The watchers who hide around can only watch the villa covered by tall trees from afar. Only a roof is exposed, which turns into a thick outline in the night. Even with a telescope, you can't see the situation inside. There is no living thing in the wall. There is no sound of autumn insects.

But no one dared to step closer.

Zhou Muze did not disclose the number of guards, but this can not hide the German authorities, far more than those he took to save Qin Yi.

With his experience of killing six policemen, no one dares to underestimate the strength of these guards.

The German government took back Zhou Muze's privilege of free movement and carrying weapons, but this did not prevent him from equipping his house with weapons. Any intruder would get a bullet from nowhere to see God.

The night passed quietly in the calm of the undercurrent.

By the dawn of Berlin, weizhe had arrived in Geneva.

As the second largest city in Switzerland, Geneva is famous for its profound humanitarian tradition, rich cultural activities, many major conferences and exhibitions, coveted food, beautiful scenery, and numerous sightseeing and sports facilities.

Lake Geneva is like a pearl inlaid on the side of the city. The fountain is unique and fresh and natural architectural style. Surrounded by Alps and Jura Mountains, it seems that even the air is clearer, which is worthy of being the second livable city in the world.

When he stepped out of the airport, weizhe took a deep breath. He felt the dust in his lungs was washed away. He pushed the gentleman's cap on his head, put on big sunglasses and carried a small suitcase into the crowd.

Wei Zhe rented a car and drove to the suburb where Zhao Lingnan had been ill.

The fresh suburban scenery is a major feature of Geneva. There are many tourists like him. He took a leisurely walk around the neighborhood and learned about the general situation before driving to the nearby town.

In order not to appear too abrupt, he made some disguises in case someone saw him on TV and recognized him.

Although the probability is very small in the suburbs of Geneva, he never takes chances when it comes to business.

At the back door of the supermarket, Schmidt just finished unloading the goods, wiped a sweat and looked back at the Asian man who had been standing for half an hour not far away.

Asian people are not uncommon. It seems that Asians like to travel around. He can't tell which country the Asian man is from, but this does not prevent him from making a judgment. The Asian man should be engaged in the financial or legal profession. He should look at his gold rimmed glasses, meticulous hairstyle, his rigorous suit, and his mean expression. He is out of tune with everything around him.

Obviously, this Asian man is not here to travel.

But what's his business?

It seems that there is something to ask for, but also put out a pair of high-ranking appearance for who to see?

He put on his coat and was ready to drive the truck away when he saw the Asian man coming.

"Mr. Schmidt." The Asian man speaks standard fluent French. His voice is very quiet, but surprisingly not offensive. "I'm Mr. Zhao's lawyer. I have something to ask you about."

"Mr. Zhao?" It was the surname of Asian people, but he didn't know any Asian people at all.

"The owner of the manor nearby." Wei Zhe said.

Schmidt was surprised. For the first time, he knew that the owner of the manor was Asian, because the people who lived there never dealt with people except a maid who occasionally went to the town to buy something.

But listen to the maid said that the master's health is not good, need to rest, not convenient to go out.

"I don't know the owner of that manor."

"Do you know ain Hofmann?"

Schmidt was stunned for a moment. "Of course, ain often goes shopping in small towns and occasionally asks me to deliver them to my door. She is a very friendly person."

"Do you know when she left the manor?"

"Aren't you the lawyer for the owner of the estate? Why don't you know when ain will leave? "

"I'm sorry, it involves the privacy of my employer. I'm sorry I can't tell you." Wei Zhe's face was cold.

Schmidt sniffed, and he knew that lawyers were equally annoying, either because I couldn't tell you, or it was personal privacy.He didn't want to tell Wei Zhe, but ain had a good relationship with him. He also wanted to know more about her through the lawyer. He replied, "I don't know when she left. In fact, I thought she left with her employer because she used to go to the town to buy some daily necessities every other week, but I don't know when last year, I think About October, she never showed up again

"Before and after this, is there any movement in the manor? Like strangers coming in and out. "

"Even if there is one, I don't know. There is no reception for outsiders. I only deliver the goods outside the gate every day. There is so little popularity that even children don't like to play around there."

"Has anyone looked for her? Has she talked about her relatives?"

Schmidt shook his head: "I haven't seen anyone looking for her. Even if someone looks for her, she won't come to the town specially. Anyway, I haven't seen it. Maybe you can ask someone else. As for her relatives, I've never heard of her. But her surname should be German. If she has relatives, she should also be in Germany."

Then Schmidt began to suspect Wei Zhe again, "since ain is your employer's servant, why don't you know anything?"

"Because my employer died, I had to deal with some issues about his will." Wei Zhe lightly returned such a sentence.

Schmidt heard such a vague explanation, and sure enough, his brain filled a lot of content. Maybe ain and the people who live here are very important. Ain may be a very important witness, so the lawyer will come to her.

"Did she mention anything special the last time she saw you? Like a person's name, a place, or something left behind. "

Schmidt shook his head. "Is something wrong with her?"

"Not yet determined." Wei Zhe's answer is still cold. He feels that Schmidt can't find any useful information here. Without waiting for Schmidt to ask again, he said thanks and turned away without hesitation.